Month: January 2024

The village by night-mode

(-📩 500 words, mainly photos. A five minute browse) It was so late there was literally no-one else around. An unsettled dog with an upset tummy had led me out into the unlit streets of Sedgwick: our small village, which lies about 25 miles from Lake Windermere. With nothing else to do except walk the poor collie until she was tired or cured, I … Read More The village by night-mode

Malign Shadows!

📩 humorous photos, fright. 17 words. One minute read) Winter shadows are great fun. The strong sun, coming in at a low angle, creates images of high contrast. Many of these carry a degree of humorous ‘threat’: the kind one can imagine on the cover of a dark novel. The ‘intruder’ appeared when I was framing the shot of Tess, sitting on a bench. … Read More Malign Shadows!

A round of Roundhay

(📩 300 words, a five-minute read) Roundhay Park in north Leeds. I had stepped in at short notice to drive over the Pennines to help ‘toddler- sit’ our grandson. He was under the weather; possibly teething, and had been sent home from nursery. Dad – my son – was abroad on business and unable to return at short notice. A well wrapped-up walk with … Read More A round of Roundhay

#WillfulZen

And, far overhead, top right, in fact, Marjory ordered a gin and tonic… ©Stephen Tanham 2024 All photos taken and processed on an iPhone 12 ProMax. Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer and mystical teacher. He is the founding Director of the Silent Eye, an online school of the Soul that provides monthly lessons, assignments and personal mentoring. There are two blog streams: http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk (mystically-oriented … Read More #WillfulZen

The touch of experience (1)

(📩 740 words, a ten-minute read) To enter a process of mystical training is often considered an intellectual experience, with limited connection to everyday experience. In practice, the opposite is true. The everyday experience is the heart of the matter. There is no finer example of this than the admonition, given early, to ‘experience, fully, what is happening to you, now.’ At first hearing, … Read More The touch of experience (1)

Fish and Chips at Arnside

(📩260 words plus photos. A three minute read) Although we live on the edge of the Lake District, one of our treats, at the end of a cold winter day, is to drive south on the old A6 trunk road to Milnthorpe, then take the right turn to follow the River Bela along the edge of the Levens estate. Ten minutes later, we’re in … Read More Fish and Chips at Arnside

And the shore is mine…

(📩 140 words, poetry, a four-minute read) The last car, angry, leaves the sloping bank Bullets from rubber as gravel flies Inside, warring words, a hiss of parting Then gone… ◽️◽️ ◽️ Devoid of jagged sound, our ears extend The tiny hum of far-off workers’ journeys Streaming home, their day is done ◽️◽️◽️ Save those last few miles, then softer, glorious home A place … Read More And the shore is mine…

The liquid depth of January

(📩 330 words, a two minute read) I love to discover a scene that epitomises (for me) the main characteristic of each month. January is a particular challenge! I took this one dangling the iPhone precariously over the safety railings of the village’s old bridge. As can be seen, the River Kent is in full flood, though not dangerously so. In mid December, 2015, … Read More The liquid depth of January

In the world but not of it (3) : True to Type

(-900 words; a ten-minute read) Not ‘typing’ in the sense of my fingers tapping across this keyboard. Something else is conveyed, here: the idea that although we are each a unique example of walking, talking protoplasm, we exhibit patterns of behaviour that are so strong they can be ‘collected’ into groups – ‘types’. Astrology is good example with which to explore the idea. The … Read More In the world but not of it (3) : True to Type

Nothing like blogging

(-790 words, a five minute read) There’s nothing like having a good rest from blogging to make you think about what your blogging life should be like. I’ve been musing for the past three weeks – between Christmas family warmth and New Year’s ‘Auld Lang Syne’ – about the nature of blogging and why we do it. Reading others’ similar reflections has been instructive. … Read More Nothing like blogging

The swans of Roundhay

There was something of the celebrated children’s story ‘The Ice Queen’ about the beauty of the white formation of swans gliding towards me across the mercurial waters of the upper pond in Roundhay Park, Leeds. Saturday, and we were making a delayed New Year visit to our young grandson. Always a challenging journey at this time of the year – along the frozen A65 … Read More The swans of Roundhay